Loose Leaf Notes

1. Halloween is the only time you can Boo a band and it’s not an insult.

2. Some people consider dinner and a movie the best kind of date night, but my idea of the perfect date happened Saturday night when I put on a purple wig and witch hat and went out dancing with Joe at the Pine Tavern Pavilion to the KIND, a band we started going to South Main Café in Blacksburg to dance to when we first got together in 1987.  We topped it all off by watching Chris Rock and Prince on Saturday Night Live.

3. After spilling a box of spaghetti in the cupboard, I said, “Oh, no. Oh, no,” and then followed it with, “Yoko. Yoko.”

4. After the night described in #2, I was very happy that the clocks turned back and we gained an hour of sleep. That fact is the only reason I was able to make it to my Women’s Dialogue the next morning.

5. THIS is an art installation I had on my list when I was recently visiting the D.C. art galleries, but I wasn’t sure where it was and never got to see it, so I was glad to discover it while blog hopping.

6. Sometime in my early ‘20s, while working in a boutique in Boston, I met a woman who would only wear purple. As someone who loves purple, I tried to do the same, but it didn’t last long, although my mother kept buying me purple clothes for decades after.

7. The title of THIS news story is: “This hideous purple home could be yours for 644K.” Yes, it’s for sale and the entire inside is done all purple. Seeing is believing HERE.

8. I never think of voting as choosing the lesser of two evils, but more like voting for the candidate that will at least point the bureaucracy of government in the right direction rather than drive it into a ditch. During these past years that Obama’s been in the White House, I’ve had a degree of peace, knowing that we have a president that isn’t going to start an elective war based on lies.

9. Only in Floyd: Brick oven baked pizza compliments of Dogtown Roadhouse, fresh roasted coffee from Red Rooster and hand made donuts from Grateful Bread Bakery at our courthouse voting location.

10. In the 1950’s, when our TVs were black and white and the antennas that sat on the top of them were called rabbit ears, only men reported the news. They weren’t like anyone from Howdy Doody. They were different than Ralph Kramdon or Perry Mason. They wore suits and talked as if they were right in our living room. I was sure they could see me and they were saying something bad, and so I hid behind our couch. – More from a 2007 blog post titled In the News HERE. 

11. On two occasions in the last few weeks, I dreamt that my grandsons were lost. I woke up terrified but then went back to sleep and dreamed that I found them.

12. Just a day after I read about how my blogger friend Tabor mistakenly put old bay seasoning in her apple pie mixture, rather than cinnamon, I sprayed my entire face with freeze and shine hairspray instead of the apple brightening mist that was in the same kind of bottle.

13. Purple Rain or Purple Haze?

___________Thirteen Thursday